I Remember – #235

I remember reading Kundera one winter.  Perhaps four or five books spaced closely together.  It seemed as though I was immersed in his world view, his way of thinking and seeing human interaction and philosophy.  And everywhere there was laughter and irony.

-14 May 2015

This post is part of the I Remember series.

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